Chapter 60: Wishing You a Hundred Years of Harmony?

This meant that no matter what happened between him and Qiao Zhilin in the future, the Qiao family could no longer interfere. Ji Mingchuan knew that Ji Jing was shielding that woman—what was the name of that little assistant again? He hadn't remembered it, but his impression of her was indeed rather poor.

However, Ji Jing clearly had feelings for her now, and this was forcing the Qiao family to agree that the two of them could live their own lives separately. Ji Mingchuan agreed without a second thought; since his nephew had already...

With a soft thud, a brick smashed into Xue Ao's thigh, and blood immediately spurted wildly. Xue Ao staggered, and his roar was cut short midway. The remaining breath trapped inside his body almost blew his chest apart, damaging his internal organs.

Ten piercing sounds rang out as all ten guards were pierced through the throat by cold crossbow bolts, dying violent deaths. Due to the close range, several of them were actually pinned directly to the wall.

After receiving Lin Yumeng's blessing, Lin Qingxuan smiled, and a stone in his heart finally dropped. He had been very anxious that his younger sister might feel jealous. Thinking of tomorrow's events again, Lin Qingxuan felt a bit nervous, while Lin Yumeng was completely unaware of what tomorrow held and felt completely at ease.

At this point, Lin Qingxuan's brows furrowed tightly with heartache. Having five spiritual roots meant paying a much higher price than others during cultivation, and every step was fraught with danger. The five spiritual roots had to maintain a relative balance; if one spiritual source exceeded the others by too much, there was a risk of bodily explosion, which was why Lin Qingxuan wanted to keep her by his side.

Tang Xin'er wore an unconcealable smile at the corners of her mouth and chuckled when she saw Liang Shan's astonished expression.

"No, we can never be friends, because you killed my brothers and friends. Therefore, I must seek revenge, whether I succeed or not. Otherwise, it would be an insult to my dignity." Ye Qian pointed to the corpses on the ground and said.

Du Wei counted the sand tokens and couldn't help shaking his head with a light sigh. What a pity; they were just one sand token short of tying for third place. Yet, it was precisely this single sand token that forced the Huaxia Empire, represented by Lin Qingxuan, to compete starting from the preliminary rounds.

At this moment, Zhang Donghai rediscovered that benevolent intent within his heart and no longer needed to fill the void inside with endless work.

"Who is Commandant Huo?" After all, Lin Yixian had grown up in a wealthy household, and from Li Tianqi's form of address, she knew that the newcomer must be an official from the government.

Shadows of blades filled the sky, yet the star of the blade was just a tiny speck—a faint, solitary point resembling an oil lamp casting a lonely shadow. It attacked from an uncanny and marvelous angle amidst the overwhelming sea of blade shadows, miraculously causing those blade shadows to shatter and scatter in disarray.

The totem of the God Clan, and the aura within my body is divine breath. Could it be that the techniques I am using now belong to the God Clan? If that is the case, my old man and second grandfather also possess divine breath—does that mean they are members of the God Clan as well?

Covering a distance of dozens of meters, with Mingxuan exerting his full strength, took only a dozen seconds or so. He closed in on Nie Ying, grinned savagely, clenched his fists tightly, and accompanied by a sonic boom, he heavily smashed forward.

Nongxue was still in a somewhat dazed state, not really listening to Qiuju's words, and only nodded passively.

Yet Cao Ren was simply too annoying as a focal point, with his E skill combined with scorching damage. His health pool was thick, and he had his ultimate skill to save his life. Every time they found an opening, Cao Ren would charge right into their backline. Without multiple point-and-click crowd control skills, there really was nothing they could do against the current Cao Ren.

"This ledger was completed under the supervision of all the workers in the factory, with the cooperation of three accountants. The numbers inside are all true and accurate, with absolutely no falsification." As the factory director spoke, he opened the ledger and handed it to Wang Yilong.

The entire process happened in just a fraction of a second, passing by in the blink of an eye. The extremely noisy basement instantly fell into dead silence, with many people standing there with wide-open mouths, staring dumbfounded at the stage. Was this even human? Unarmed, with just a few swift strikes, a zombie hadn't even finished making a couple of movements before it was dead.